Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body suddenly disappeared in the black mist of the forbidden flag. It’s just that it’s difficult to find clues in the eyes of others. After all, the spiritual sense of the monk in the green shirt was only in the early stage of the transformation, and Wang Lin's spiritual sense was already equivalent to the late stage of the transformation.
Although the two have the same cultivation level, their spiritual consciousness is far different. This is also the reason why Wang Lin immediately noticed this person when he appeared, but this person only noticed Wang Lin after flying a certain distance.
He stepped into the formation with one foot, looked back at the black mist that was galloping in the distance, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became colder.
But, at this moment, suddenly above the formation, Wang Lin's figure suddenly appeared. As soon as he appeared, he immediately threw a bell.
The monk in the blue shirt paled immediately. He didn't expect that the other party would chase him up so quickly. Under this stunned, the bell was already good at facing the wind. It turned into a huge copper bell the size of several meters, and it was covered up fiercely. Come down and fasten the monk in the green shirt.
At this moment, Wang Lin called with his right hand, and the forbidden flag immediately fell in his hand. Under his shake, it was shrouded along with the bell and disappeared in place. When he appeared, it had already fallen on the ground.
"You can't run away!" Wang Lin's voice was flat, as if talking to himself.
He sits cross-legged on the ground, pinches imprints with both hands, and strikes a magic trick, which falls on the bell.
The bell suddenly vibrated, and there was a sound of clanging inside. This sound did not leak too much, but was mainly concentrated in the inside, but hearing the sound of clanging, there was a scream from time to time.
Not long after, the bell vibrated more and more intensely. In addition to the clanging sound, there were also some crashing sounds. It was obvious that the green shirt monk was unwilling to be refined and wanted to destroy this treasure with the might of the sword.
Wang Lin knew that the sword was sharp. Whether this bell can resist is still unknown. He snorted softly. The two-handed technique is faster. With the Dao Fa Jue constantly falling on the bell. The clang inside is also getting louder and louder. The frequency is getting higher and higher. As for the sound of counterattack. It is getting weaker and weaker.
This bell is a magic weapon of the ancient monks. Its main function is to trap people. Then take some handprints recorded on the bell. For refining, even the soul can be completely refined. certainly. The premise is the person holding the treasure. The cultivation base is slightly higher than that of the refiner. if not. It is easy to be bitten back.
A monk who transforms into a god, after forming a soul, unless it is besieged by a few people. otherwise. Under a single battle. Even if you win, it is difficult to kill the opponent completely, but. If it is the later stage of the transformation of the gods, it will be shot. It's not a problem.
Of course, if the weakness is extreme. That is naturally another matter, just like the Meng Tuozi back then, who was framed by Wang Lin after being extremely weak. Died under the golden hand bones of the hurricane king.
With Wang Lin's handprints. One by one fell on the bell. The screams inside. Weaken slowly. Finally disappeared completely. Wang Lin did not pause, but continued to refine a little. Only then put away the tactics.
He called with his right hand. The bell shrank quickly, and he held it in his hand and put it in a storage bag. Wang Lin didn't rush to open the bell to look inside. Before he wanted to come. Even if the green shirt cultivator really died, he would definitely have a counterattack before he died.
The counterattack of the monk before death was extremely terrifying. With Wang Lin's caution, how could he easily take risks, simply ignore it, but put it in his storage bag, and continue to refine him for ten days with the refining ability of the bell itself. Half a month or even longer, let this person dying counterattack, died in the womb!
Wang Lin's move is absolutely extraordinary!
He stood up, the thunder frog had already been put away by him and turned into a copper trap on his wrist. He pondered a little, and was about to look for the fragments of the fairy world where he was, but at this moment, Wang Lin looked After a change, he immediately spread the forbidden banners to protect him, sat cross-legged on the ground, patted the storage bag, took out a few pills of medicine and swallowed it in his mouth.
The spiritual power in his body was madly sucked away by the copper ring at an extremely fast speed. After a long time, he finally stopped. Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes and took a few pills. Finished up.
"In the beginning it was once every six days. During this period, it was once every four days. Although this thunder frog is easy to use, it consumes too much spiritual power to raise it. Pay attention to it in the future and transfer spiritual power in advance. Otherwise, once If this happens during a fight, it is dangerous." Wang Lin murmured.
He stood up and flew towards the palace group. After searching the palace group carefully, he found nothing, and Wang Lin looked far away.
The fragment of the fairy world he was in, said it was not big, said it was not small, and it was almost equivalent to the state of Zhao. A sweep of the divine consciousness can basically cover all of it, but the aura of the immortal world is not detectable by divine consciousness. Unless it is very close, it has no effect.
Walking in the fragments of the immortal world, Wang Lin spent a month and finally checked it again. There were no other buildings in this place except the palace complex at the beginning.
Potholes can be seen everywhere on the ground, faintly showing the struggle of the immortals under the great catastrophe that year.
On this day, Wang Lin came to this fragment of the fairy world. In addition to the Zimu Peak, there is another mountain. Although this mountain is very tall, its shape is a bit strange. To be precise, it looks like a big lock!
This mountain is still intact, but the many trees on it have completely withered and died at this time. When Wang Lin reached out and touched it, cracks appeared in the trunk immediately.
Looking at the numerous tree trunks on this mountain, Wang Lin smiled bitterly. If these trees hadn't withered, it would be great. Each of these trees is equivalent to a thousand-year-old tree, and even some have been in existence for thousands of years.
Using these woods to make woodcarvings, Wang Lin is confident that the power of woodcarving can be enhanced several times, but it’s a pity...
Wang Lin was quite unwilling. He searched everywhere. Finally, after checking all the trees on the mountain, he sighed helplessly.
At the top of this mountain, Wang Lin found a cave. The door of the cave was broken and dust was covered in it. The place was not secret. Wang Lin did not expect to find a cave where no one had been before.
The cave mansion is not big, there are only seven or eight stone rooms. Wang Lin inspected it and found nothing. It must be unknown how many years ago someone came here and ransacked it.
Before entering this cave, Wang Lin had been mentally prepared, so although he had found nothing, it did not affect his mood. His purpose of coming here was to see if there were any damaged prohibitions in this cave.
He wanted to see what the immortal's prohibition was like, and if he could comprehend something, it would be of great help to the middle-level realm of the 999 group of prohibited flags.
He looked closely and found that almost all the prohibitions had disappeared in the world, but it was not absolute. In a stone room, Wang Lin was quite pleased to find that there was a trace of the prohibition remaining.
This prohibition must not be too strong, but only played a role in blocking the door. Although it has been broken at this time, there is still a trace of breath left at the edge of the stone wall. Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he began to study.
The immortal's prohibition is somewhat similar to the ancient prohibition mastered by Wang Lin, but its internal structure is somewhat different. In fact, the prohibition is the formation method, but it is more flexible than the formation method.
Three days later, when Wang Lin left the cave, he had already remembered that trace of restriction.
Following the mountain peak, Wang Lin was about to leave. Suddenly, his expression moved, all the trees on the mountain peak, before he checked one by one, had turned into fly ash and dissipated.
But now, all these fly ash were floating in the air, as if a magical force was commanding them, moving slowly.
Wang Lin stayed silent, his body slowly soaring into the air, in mid-air, he looked down, and his eyes immediately condensed.
From his position, looking down, I saw those flying ash, which actually formed two characters!
"Save me" Wang Lin frowned.
The fly ash slowly dissipated at this time, and Wang Lin immediately discovered that the mountain looked more like a lock when viewed from a height, while the cave house was a lock cylinder.
Wang Lin pondered a little and didn't continue to investigate. The place was quite strange, he didn't want to find out.
Most importantly, Wang Lin believes that he is by no means the first person to see the abnormality of this mountain, so why has this mountain been there for countless years? Thinking of this, Wang Lin is even more reluctant to explore it, and he slowly backed away. , Left here far away.
Even here, with an immortal locked in, Wang Lin would not have greed in the face of life and death.
These days, Wang Lin had searched the fragments of the fairy world he was in, and couldn't find the aura of the fairy world, so Wang Lin planned to leave here and check other fragments.
Before leaving, Wang Lin stored the beast-expelling circle into his spiritual power in advance, and then, when he came to the place where the blue-shirted monk was teleported in mid-air, he was silent a little and took out the bell.
The way to leave the fairy world fragments, according to Wang Lin's previous understanding, is to continuously lift into the air, until after breaking through the sky barrier, it will reappear in the vortex inside the original fairy world gate, enter again, and randomly fall on the fragments somewhere. .
However, the method for this cultivator to appear here was extremely weird. It appeared in the form of a teleportation formation, which made Wang Lin a bold guess.
Some ancient sects, because they have entered the gate of the immortal world many times, have built some teleportation arrays in it to enable their disciples to teleport between the fragments of the immortal world that their sects have explored.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and the bell in his hand was thrown forward, and a few more tactics were played on it, and refining, two days later, Wang Lin calculated the time, this monk, fearing that even if there is a dying counterattack, It should be almost refined.
Thinking of this, he flipped his right hand, and the bell immediately grew bigger, and then slammed it, with colorful air coming out of the bottom, and slowly opened.
Inside, there was only a storage bag and a sword, but when it was opened, the sword buzzed, and a sword energy with only the thickness of an arm shot out loudly.
Wang Lin sneered. At one point, the sword energy dissipated, and an unwilling shout, a force of the soul, dissipated.
But it was this monk in the blue shirt who hid his soul in his sword before he died, preparing to fight back to his death, but as time passed and slowly refining, his soul gradually couldn't bear it, and he was dying. Wang Lin's counterattack was invisible and easily died!